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Rogue and the man had been on the road for several hours without a word spoken between the two. Rogue was starting to feel a little uncomfortable, okay well a lot uncomfortable. Casting side glances at the man driving his eyes where straight on the road a cool breeze flowing into the cabin on the truck through the cracked window cigar smoke disappearing out of the window. "Ah'm Rogue." she finally said to break the silence between the two. Looking over at the man Rogue smiled a little bit.
"What's your name?" Rogue asked after a moment of silence. Finally the man glanced over at her taking another draw off his cigar. "Wolverine." Was all that he said.
Rogue's brows knitted a little bit thinking about what he said. 'Wolverine...what kind of name is Wolverine.' "What kinda name is Wolverine anyways." She finally asked.
Cutting his eyes over at Rogue Logan shrugged. "What kind of a name is Rogue." Logan asked.
Looking down at her hands for a long moment Rogue rubbed her hands a little bit. "Mah names Marie." she said looking over at Wolverine for a second a small innocent smile.
"Logan." he said giving Marie a small smile back before returning his attention back to the road ahead of them.
Marie had drifted off for a while her forehead pressed against the cool glass of the passenger door window. Rousing herself somewhat her body felt stiff as she stretched her legs out on the floor board a little bit before looking around at the white snow covered landscape that was surrounding them.
"Where are we?" She asked hoarsely. Sitting up in the seat straighter.
"Canada." Logan said not taking his gaze away from the road. Logan had spent three hours listening to the deep rhythmic sound of Marie's breathing as she slept. Cutting his eyes over at her she was staring out of the windshield looking around at all the fresh snow. She had to be hungry, the hunger pains making themselves known if only to him for the past hour as he drove listening to Marie sleeping. It wouldn't be long before they got into Laughlin City and they could get a room and something to eat. 'A room. What if she doesn't want to share a room with me, which is understandable. Sleeping in a room with a fucked up as all men as me.' Sighing irritated, Logan was beginning to wonder what the hell was going on in his mind when he'd shoved that kid into his truck and took off. He didn't even know how old she was he could be transporting a minor over the boarder she might have parents. Frightened, angry parents who are desperately trying to find there daughter and then come to find out she'd gotten into some guys truck and just took off with her. Logan knew he'd never lay a hand on her, he wouldn't touch that kid with a ten foot pole. 'But damn she is gorgeous.' Logan thought to himself.
Shaking his head Logan tried not to think about the kid, about her possible parents trying to find her and the repercussions of him taking her along with him. Sensing she was looking at him Logan turned his head slightly to look back at her. Big brown doe eyes where searching him. Probably wondering if he was going to try and get into her pants. Well she didn't need to worry about that Logan had already made it very clear to himself and to the Wolverine that he was not going to touch this kid.
"So how old are you kid." Logan blurted out before he realized it. Seeing her face fall into her lap Logan wondered if maybe he had asked the wrong question at the wrong time. "Hey...hey kid c'mon you ain't gotta tell me if you don't wanna I'm just curious if I'm gonna get my ass carted off to jail for carrying you across the boarder." Logan said a bit gruffly.
"Ah'm 21." She stated her voice flat.
Pulling the truck over onto the shoulder of the road Logan lit a cigar and cracked his window a little bit before turning in his seat to look at Marie fully and devote all the concentration that he could to just asking her a few simple questions rather then ravaging her body with his eyes.
"Know listen kid, lets get one things straight between us, there'll be no lying." Logan said pointing his fingers at her waving his cigar around the cabin of the truck.
Watching Marie lurch backward somewhat away from the burning cigar afraid that he might burn her and maybe try a little more since he'd pulled the truck over Logan decided to lean back in his seat again try to make himself a little less terrifying to the girl because by all means Logan knew he could be terrifying. Suddenly the image from his last nightmare came into his head making his wince a little bit uncontrollably.
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"Ah'm really 18 but ya don't need'ta worry cause ain't no body tryin to find meh okay? Ah left home a while ago and Ah ain't goin back and Ah doubt mah parents will want meh back and don't gemme any of that bull about ya parents love ya and they want ya home cause Ah know from personal experience that they don't." Marie said pausing to look at Logan as he searched her words for the truth.
"Ah just can't ever go back, lets just leave it at that." She said finally returning her gaze back to the snow flurries that where beginning to fall on the windshield. Her chest aching somewhat. Marie wanted more then anything to be safe at home in her old room talking to her girl friends on the phone and going to parties. Marie wanted more then anything just to be normal if just for one day to touch someone, oh God that's what she missed the most those little touches that people take for granted every day. Hugs, hand shakes, her mama kissing her on the forehead before she went up to bed. She missed fooling around in the garage with her dad on the weekends working on an old car they where restoring together. She sometimes wondered had her dad finished it yet or if it was collecting dust in the garage because deep down inside her dad really did miss her and just couldn't stand to lay a hand to the old car without having his little helper to crack jokes with.
Watching Marie she was shivering in the cold, Logan hadn't realized just how cold it had gotten in the cab of the truck. Switching on the heat Logan went to grab Marie's hands to put them against the heat. "Put your hands on the heater." He said when she flinched away from his touch. "I ain't gonna hurt ya kid now just put your hands on the heater." Logan said staring at her.
Shaking her head Marie held her hands up to the glorious heat that had begun to pour out from the vents in the dashboard. "It's nothin personal, its just...when people touch mah skin something happens to them." She said feeling Logan's heated gaze upon her again.
"Like what?" Logan asked.
"Ah dunno...they just get hurt." Marie said looking at him with pleading eyes that asked him to promise never to test her skin to see if she spoke the truth, she couldn't stand the thought of hurting him although Marie couldn't understand it. There was something about Logan that called to her, that was drawing her closer to him and she couldn't put her finger on it.
"Fair enough." Logan said putting the truck into gear and pulling back out onto the road again.